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Rittz

White Jesus

 

White Jesus

(álbum: White Jesus: Revival - 2012)


Juh Juh Juh Jyeah

It's Rittz, Jonny Valiant
Bitch Bon Jour carry on board
I've been steady on the mic since back in '04
Mother fuckers say I disrespect the art form
You don't wanna piss me off cause I'm a ticking time bomb
I'm from G.C., everybody hardcore
When they hear that gun clap like an encore
Leave the car door looking like a dart board
More holes in your body than a golf course
Fuck that I'mma stand tall, never fall short
Heard someone say I got the ball in my court
My boys, brother, and my homies something I'll die for
I am not a human I'm more like a cyborg
I soar on the highway 85 north
Mingling on Singleton on down to five four
I'm sure you ain't heard of me
But now it's time for
People looking in the sky like why Lord

[Hook]
It's White Jesus
Don't trip cause this ain't blasphemy
Actually that's my nickname
Rittz in this bitch
There's peace for plenty
And can't nobody fuck with the pen game

I spit rhymes and punchlines
I'm punisher
Man I'm coming like Big Pun in the 90's
I'm a son of a gun coming, and I promise ya
Rapping like fuck 'em if they ain't feeling where I'm coming from
Cause everyone bubblegum
We ain't even listen to 'em, we making fun of 'em
Say it right in from of 'em
Ain't no comparison
Fucker we're slumerican
And everything been looking lovely, the way they kicking 'em
I've been observing local rappers and it's troubling
They bite so much, it's like someone needs to muzzle them
Some people's ego be so big they need some humbling
They wishing I would disapear but here I come again
It's like I, finally got the ball run around fumbling
Still crumbling erb, drunken and slurd, bumping them words
I must have emerged from nothing to something
All of a sudden everyone say they love me
And they call me

[Hook]

It's been a long dark road and no one acknowldege me
Feeling my homie, kicking me when I finally hit bottom
When I was falling they was laughing at me, watching me topple
I was calling, everbody walking on me stomping
But they thought I was finished, they was sure I was done
Swung back as the rapper that I was gonna become
In the industry, noticing the majority's young
Cocky mother fuckers acting so important they just won
And my fam got me feeling like I'm the normalist one
Cause everybody doing work wearing sonic and libel
All I can say is fuck, got damn it's my go
My lyrics paint a picture like a Pablo Picasso
I know, that can't nobody fuck with the squad
Yelawolf, Shawty Fatt, Young Struggling muah
Don't let the long hair fool ya
I don't play the guitar
I'm a rapstar

[Hook]

feito

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